His True Colors Chapter 1974

 Further in, it felt like an additional large mountain was being carried on my back.

        The energy within the entire Dantian was constantly squeezed as this foot went down.

        "Terrible, too terrible." Han Qianqian's entire body was already green with forbidden violence.

        However, the more this happened, the more intriguing it was to Han Qianqian. Most importantly, there was no other way back for him.

        Therefore, there were few options to stay alive.

        He directly used the Taiyan Heart Technique to activate all his energy, while the Golden God and the Undying Xuan Armour were all propped up, and the Taixu Divine Step was also opened at this time, so the pressure on Han Qianqian's body was barely alleviated a little.

        With that, Han Qianqian once again headed inside.

        As he approached the divine mound, an incomparably powerful aura of death and a majestic and incessant aura of life came upon him, and the closer he got to the entrance, the more powerful these two auras became.

        "Holy shit, it's so hard ......" Han Qianqian grimaced and used all his strength to step one foot into the divine mound.


        The next second, the white blanket disappeared and the hole returned to normal, emitting a strong red light.

        In the distance, Lu Ruoxin slowly fell down, with a handful of secret spells in her hand, four figures transformed into one, looking at the hole where Han Qianqian had disappeared, she frowned slightly, her vermilion lips lightly opened and muttered, "This guy, is he a madman?"

        Lu Ruoxin had to be shocked and impressed by the fact that even if he dared to enter the God's Mound, before the winner was decided, anyone who entered the God's Mound would only end up in one way, and that was death.

        This is not hearsay, but a true story.

        Hundreds of thousands of years ago, there was a True God who had a different intention and tried to take advantage of the opportunity to seize the inheritance of the mound.

        So, the fact that no True God can enter is not an empty rumour, but a lesson learned from the past that someone has paid with his life.

        If it were a normal person, I'm afraid not to laugh, turn away, but Lu Ruoxin did not, long clothes floating, like a fairy, casual hands green veil flying out, tied to the trunk of the tree, fragrant body lightly flying, fell between the veil, surprisingly, a nap here.

        For some reason, Lu Ruoxin suddenly had a strange feeling about that hated madman, she always felt that, not long after, he would come out of the hole.

        Although this feeling is very absurd to Lu Ruoxin, Lu Ruoxin is sometimes a woman who seems to be very rational, but sometimes goes with her emotions.


        Almost at that moment, Han Qianqian, who had been sucked into the cave by Bai Mang, swooped down hundreds of metres and finally hit the ground in a big, heavy shape.

        Because of the speed at which he landed, Han Qianqian made a huge, deep, human-shaped crater in the ground.

        Almost at that moment, within Han Qianqian's body, a red light and a purple light intersected with each other and broke away from Han Qianqian's body and went straight up, finally rising to the top and standing on the left and right sides.

        In the cave, it suddenly brightened up.

        "Holy shit!"

        With a painful shout, Han Qianqian, who was lying on the ground, moved his left finger, and in the next second, his whole body also rolled out of the pit in one go, lying on his back next to the herringbone pit.

        "What are you two doing?" Looking at the Heavenly Flame and the Moon Wheel on top, Han Qianqian couldn't help but say speechlessly.

        Han Qianqian hadn't used them at all, but they suddenly appeared on their own and then rose into the air on their own. Han Qianqian had wanted to control them to come back, but found that no matter how much he moved, they weren't under control at all.

        "This ......" Han Qianqian was helpless.

        What the hell is the meaning of this? You can't control your own things? Do they have a mind of their own now?

        Unable to retract it, Han Qianqian was indeed helpless and subconsciously looked down from above. From the cave entrance down, it was then directly a cliff, with huge cliffs on both sides that were high and solid, and presented ninety degrees.

        But deep inside the cave, the cliff was not damp in any way, instead it was very dry, and the cliff wall was unusually neat, but what surprised Han Qianqian the most was that there were words on the cliff wall.

        "Could it be an epitaph?" Han Qianqian frowned slightly, on Earth he did know that in many large tombs, there were various organs, but usually at the entrance of the tomb, there were usually epitaphs, recording the life and past of the tomb owner.

        This was the divine tomb of a true god, so it was not possible that this was really his epitaph.

        Thinking of this, Han Qianqian focused his gaze on the words on the cliff wall, the script was strong and powerful, with the words at the top: Heavenly Fate Cliff!

        The bottom was in four rows, down the right to the left.

        "How could Fuyao know the suffering of Ying Xia, three thousand worlds transformed into three thousand. If you come up to heaven, even if ten thousand bones are buried in the ground."

        "A good poem, a good poem." Han Qianqian couldn't help but sigh as he read it.

        But the next second, he froze in place.

        No, what kind of poem is this? How could there be his own name and Su Yingxia's name?

        Aren't Fu Yao and Ying Xia Su Ying Xia? Isn't Three Thousand ...... Three Thousand referring to himself?

        Who wrote this poem? How come it's in the God's Mound?!